Your p o v
After discussion we went over our names. Mine was to be Scarlet (a/n of that's your name go with Violet) Vanderwalt, a business graduate who owns a company. The company Vanderwalt industries works with government and international trade, which should interest Edward. Sherlock was to be Anthony Vanderwalt, wait what-.
I raise my hand to ask my question.
"Oh, you and Sherlock are posing as a married couple," Mycroft adds.
Well, I would like to be clued in!
"Won't take much acting," John mutters.
I role my eyes.
"So you will be the Vanderwalts and John will be your CEO Oliver Chance," Mycroft finishes.
"when is this event," I ask?
"Tonight," Mycroft answers.
My eyes go wide, but we don't have time.
"It will be fine I'll send a prep team to your flat, you will need to be able to dance," Mycroft says.
I sigh and Michael starts to laugh,
I glare at him.
"No offense, but you are horrible dear," he jokes.
I laugh, "I guess I am."
Sherlock seems tired of our exchange, "well, we need to go, I mean I still have to reach y/n to dance."
I nod and we all walk out.
"You seemed so mad in their what was that about," I ask?
"I don't like how close you are with that Michael," he replies.
Oh, I would never guess that considering that Michael's gay. Sherlock knows that right? Then why is he jealous.
"Sherlock," I stop him in the street.
"Michael is just a good friend and he's gay," I sigh.
"Really," Sherlock seems annoyed to have missed it.
"Yes he's like that fun annoying cousin that visits randomly," I explain.
Sherlock doesn't answer.
"Should I just get a cab and leave you two here or," John starts.
I turn to say something sarcastic but Sherlock beats me to it, "or we could get a cab and you could stay here."
"I like the second option," I joke.
"You all are horrible to me," John mutters.
Time skip to at 221B.....
Once we arrived at the apartment John claimed he had to see Mary. I honestly loved Mary she was the best.
"You need to learn how to dance," Sherlock tells me.
I sigh but get up, "Ok I'm warning you, I'm pretty bad."
I get my iPod and play the song all of me by John Legend (a/n you should play it right now)
I stand up and Sherlock walks up to me, we start stepping the way we should to dance.
"Just follow my lead," Sherlock states.
I listen and It's going great, I haven't messed up yet.
"You're actually really good at this," I tell him.
He laughs a little, "don't sound so shocked."
Then he spins me and I do that well.
"Y/n, you're doing great," Sherlock tells me.
"Thanks," I say.
We start getting slightly slower, our moves are still to the beat but our motions are slower.
I look up and Sherlock is looking right at me.
"I'm going to try to dip you ok," he warns.
I nod and then he dips me, it goes well.
Then the song is over yet we don't pull apart.
"Y/n," Sherlock starts.
"Yes," I prompt.
"I need to ask you something important," he tells me.
I nod, but then John walks in.
"Am I interrupting something," he asks?
We both pull apart, "no."
Yes, I say in my head. Now I need to ask Sherlock what he said earlier.
